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Pharaohs Army
"sometimes i wonder what goes On in your Mind behind that computer"
I often wonder that too, that is when I'm not squandering my youth
Just think of it this way, we are just channels of the truth
Furthering the proposition that we all matter, yes you too!
This galaxy is all too grand, just think of Saturn and its moons
Revolving around the planet, like magnets that have fused
I appear telepathic when viewed from an angle I approve
Being human is Herculean, bodily hazards keep accruing
Trust, that I won't cease replying until my point deeply proven
As a token of luck, I hold the stone of your silica powered computer.
Who you've chosen to trust only came to devour your beauty
Breathe in this opiate gust, and let it shower you with goodness
Coping with drugs does make the dead flowers begin blooming
However, the newly sprouted fauna's colors are all gloomy
Monsters consume because that's their custom to do
In this abstract atomic age, emotional substance is taboo
It's neither wanted nor highly rated in any customer review.
A social recluse, whose secluded all those close to him
Partly, because fear has him scared of those closing in;
Strangers approaching the veil behind his anti-social whims,
A treasure box itemizing his feelings. I'm co-signing your healing
Nowadays, I try to be straightforward, not rhyming encrypted
But, frustratingly so, others still find it too mystic
As if the light from the void has blinded their spirits.
I know I don't quite come to par to those standards of yours
Still, I hope to rise, beyond the limits of that ladders of yours
Clamber the roof, wishing upon only the stars that are pure.
The enigma of the light within darkness furthers the farfetch's allure
You see my friend, falling from grace is part of the cure
I alone share the blame for what you've become,
A pretentious and grandiose part of the sum.
No matter how much anesthesia I take my heart isn't numb
Break apart a garnet, and give you a shard for your love
Then when I befriend you, I'll blow a dart to your skull
Apart from your soul, there's nothing I want from you
Ha, that's not true, I just say whatever I want to you
I wear my emotions on my sleeves, I only ask that you hand me truth
The infernal ocean in my dreams represents a portion of my being
The guiltiness, that came from my girlfriend's abortion of my seed
I very well damned the order of my creed
So now I take in gladly the grief that my brain's portal has received.
I go ask for wisdom to a giant talking turtle in a reef
Every word he speaks is nothing more than what I need.
My poetry comes from my inflamed brain
An incurable encephalitis case
But, a low-grade chronic one, so not a grave case
Falling asleep in dates, means I'm the perfect mate for date rape.
I don't fret, we're all slaves with branded names, social security matrix
Kali yuga teaches that purity waning, but I'm furiously changing
Not for the worse, but for the better
I choose to not be a puppet of Geppetto.